until you don't have anymore to give
every word you write is just taking up space
lets take this journal for example
where is this going?
when i am 34 years old, i highly doubt there will even be a songmeanings.net
so unless i find a safe place to save this
everything eventually will just be blacked out
as if all the hours i spent typing never existed in the first place
i struggle with the pointlessness of the human condition,
the way we work so hard for today and tomorrow, even though we're all heading to the same drop off in the end
what does it mean to live purposefully?
if anyone knows, please fill me in
i often don't like being with other people because the nature of the conversation is almost always just empty
nobody likes to talk for real
we talk about shoes and tests and desk lights, hours and hours of making noise, avoiding aloneness
i like to watch movies
im not sure if thats worse or better
i feel like everything we could possibly do is simply an avoidance strategy
we refuse to admit that we are unspecial
so we create these lives with all these subsets and expect people to care how we fill them with stuff and time and space
theres no reason to stop but i just feel done
perhaps tomorow ill be singing something sweeter
under pressure
- September 21, 2010
- ideaofcrying
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